My First Experience Being Single -
I find myself 44 years old enjoying a highly successful and rewarding career and single for the first time since 18 years old. I have these highly charged amazing days at work and go home to enjoy a bit of tennis, amazing sunsets, romantic dinners with flamenco jazz music...........................all alone. I decided that what is missing in my life is someone to share all of the above. But the question is how to find that person. Computer dating simply is not for me.
Bingo! I will try a dating service, but not just any ordinary dating service. I will try the high-end kind. You know the ones that advertise in the back of airline magazines.
I find the organization on-line and fill out the application. Soon I get a call from the President of the company. She informs me that they only accept less than 1% of the applications and VOILA! I have been chosen. Lucky me. She tells me that they provide introductions in the European tradition; which means they bring the gentleman (new cool guy) to the lady (that would be me). She explained there are no geographical boundaries as they search the World for the right match and by the way most of their gentlemen have private jets so location is really not an issue.
Sounds good, I like private jets and maybe my new cool guy (the gentleman) will teach me (the lady) how to fly. She then reveals how much this exclusive service will cost me. It is a modest $100K to get started and a promissory note for another $100K, that is, if you enter into a committed relationship. I am thinking she wants me to pay $200K!!!!............and I'm cute! Maybe I heard her wrong so I asked her to clarify. Nope, I heard it right, it was $200K minimum and after she thoroughly interviewed me (or reviewed my net worth?) it might be even more. She advised me not to feel bad because the gentleman (new cool guy) is paying $500K for me (the lady). Phew, now that makes me feel better???.…..NOT!....however, I am not sold yet and she knows it.
She then goes for the emotional/mental close. She needs for me to feel desperate. She pontificates to me about the pathetic reality in the single world. There are only a small amount of single men. Out of this pool you need to remove the gay men - now the pool is smaller. You have to remove the bad guys and the pool gets even smaller. You have the older men who will only go out with 20 something girls (ouch!) and now you are left with a handful of eligible and nice gentlemen (with private jets). She is building a very grim picture and she asks if I have any questions. I thought this would be the time to negotiate with her. So I did. I asked her, "How much do want for the “Bad Boy"! She didn't find me funny and needless to say she did not close the deal either!
Barbara Carey
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